Light Fortress
Chapter 512 - 117 Dinner_3

Chapter 512: Chapter 117 Dinner_3

After the Newcomer’s Battle.

S-class Gu Shen had already been forgotten by many... Hardly anyone now goes to Spring Rain Temple to challenge this "Changye newcomer," partly because Gu Shen is low-key enough, and partly because most people in Snow Forbidden City don’t think Gu Shen compares to Bai Xiu.

Someone like Bai Xiu, a peak figure in everyone’s minds, had become an invincible genius talent.

Could there really be an opponent who would want a battle?

If she hadn’t heard it herself, even Bai Lu wouldn’t believe it.

She knew Gu Shen had extraordinary potential and had personally tested the boy’s reality in "Thorny Dreams"... But no matter how you looked at it, he shouldn’t have caught Little Xiuzi’s eye.

She had always been proud of the achievements Little Xiuzi had made.

So when Gu Shen stepped into Changye, earned the name "S-class," and was compared to Bai Xiu, she felt unhappy.

Now that hostility had dissolved.

She still couldn’t quite understand why Little Xiuzi valued Gu Shen so much.

What exactly is this feeling?

Respectful recognition, or both friend and foe?

But at the end of the day, these two should have only met twice!

Gu Shen’s next response, however, resolved the discontent in Bai Lu’s heart.

Gu Shen smiled and said frankly, "When I catch up, I will battle him."

The path of cultivation leads to the mountain’s summit.

Despite a sea of people, I will go forth.

Gu Shen was well aware that the Bai Xiu standing before Changye’s countless talents was also a towering mountain before him!

Bai Lu was taken aback.

Gu Shen used the word "catch up."

This means... he also knows there’s a pretty big gap between him and Little Xiuzi.

For some reason.

Hearing Gu Shen admit he was inferior to Little Xiuzi, Bai Lu felt much better, and a smile spread across her face uncontrollably. She drained the fine wine in her cup and said with a delicate laugh, "Good... I’ll convey these exact words to Little Xiuzi."

Watching Bai Lu’s receding figure fade into the distance.

Gu Shen was somewhat puzzled.

Which word in his last sentence touched this mad woman’s nerves? Why was she so happy?

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"Brother Gu, why be so formal! What are you doing standing there... We’ve been waiting for you for ages!"

After Bai Lu left, Mu Nan came over quickly, eagerly inviting Gu Shen to sit together.

Gu Shen followed him over.

Only when he arrived did he find that everyone at the table was a familiar face who often came to the small courtyard... Shen Li, Fatty Luo, Senior Sister Nanjin, as well as Li Qingsui, and Qing Sui’s ever-present escort Uncle Gao.

"Everyone’s here except me?" Gu Shen was taken aback, a bit surprised.

"Of course, take a seat, take a seat." Mu Nan laughed and said, "If that witch hadn’t looked so intimidating, I would have dragged you away earlier..."

Gu Shen could only smile helplessly.

So it turns out Mu Nan was wary of Bai Lu... But it makes sense, at this critical moment, the mad woman daring to attend the banquet alone, probably made anyone passing by want to keep their distance, fearing they might provoke her.

As he took his seat, Gu Shen penalized himself with a cup and only then noticed there was an unfamiliar woman present.

She was a short-haired young woman dressed in a plain long dress, with a simple yet elegant face and light makeup. She was sitting next to Lu Nanjin. Usually reserved, Senior Sister Nanjin, for once, had a hint of a smile on her face, slight as it was, but enough to be astonishing.

The two were whispering to each other, talking about something.

Upon closer look.

This wasn’t a "stranger" at all... Gu Shen had seen her once earlier in the day at the event’s conclusion.

When their eyes met, the short-haired woman, Mu Ya, stood up and bowed to Gu Shen.

"It’s a pleasure to meet you, Brother Gu." Her smile was pure, with dimples on both cheeks, and her voice was soft and mellow.

People from the five major families like to follow ancient customs.

"No need for formalities." Gu Shen hurriedly returned the bow and asked with a smile, "And you are?"

"This is my sister, Mu Ya." Mu Nan scratched his head, hastily introducing her and then adding, "My blood sister."

Gu Shen was slightly stunned.

Sister, blood sister?

Even though he guessed her identity, this was a bit unexpected...

Because the two of them were so different in appearance.

Mu Nan was probably about four or five times as wide as his sister.

"Really?" Shen Li leaned over and patted Mu Nan’s Buddha-like belly, pretending to be serious, "I don’t believe it."

Mu Nan wasn’t offended and laughed, "Jealous, right? Actually, we’re twins..."

Twins?

The expression on Gu Shen’s face grew even more complicated.

Chu Ling’s voice echoed in his head: "As far as I understand, fraternal twins can show a certain degree of difference... But with such a stark contrast in appearance, I can only say it requires substantial effort post-birth."

"This table was deliberately arranged by Old Gong." Mu Nan smiled and said, "He told me that after today, it would be hard to see everyone from Spring Rain Temple’s courtyard gathered together again, so he hopes everyone can have a good time together today."

"That sounds..." Li Qingsui held her juice and smacked her lips, "kind of weird."

"Old Gong has decided... to leave Changye and go out to gain experience."

Mu Nan whispered, revealing the information.

This news caught everyone by surprise...

"Shush, don’t spread the word, Old Gong only told me." Seeing everyone’s bewildered faces, Mu Nan quickly raised a finger to his lips.

The next moment.

An arm wrapped around Mu Nan’s neck.

"How many times have I said... don’t call me, Old, Gong..."

Gong Zi appeared behind Mu Nan without anyone noticing. He glanced casually at the familiar friends around the table from Spring Rain Temple and, grinding his teeth, he tightened his hold on Mu Nan.

"Sister... save me..."

Mu Nan’s voice struggled to come out.

Sister?

That’s when Gong Zi noticed there was another person at the table. He quickly let go and smiled apologetically at the elegant woman, then hurriedly explained, "That... just joking around..."

Perhaps it was the effect of a bit of alcohol, Mu Ya’s cheeks were slightly flushed.

"Hmm..."

She glanced at Mu Nan whose face was red and breath relieved, and understandingly forgave him, "It’s okay, as long as you’re not dead."

Mu Nan: "???"

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(The Chapter numbers were written incorrectly earlier, currently contacting the editor to correct it.)